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225--Arizona: Havasupai, Abandoned Mines & Miserable Mule Rides @ CherieSpotting     Jul 17 2004 - 15:48 PST cherie writes: There are 3 ways to exit Havasupai Indian Reservation. 1) Hike (for studs and Olympic athletes) 2) Helicopter (for rich people and wusses) 3) Mule rides (for psychos and idiots) We chose poorly. Even with my natural built-in extra padding, the 10-mile mule ride was miserable. My mighty mule ran most of the way and tried to shove (unsuccessfully) other mules off the cliff. But the unparalleled raw beauty of Havasupai was worth the extreme effort it took to get there (and get back home.) The Supai believe that it is their duty in life to protect their pristine land. Havasupai is a magical and peaceful place, where only the water rushes. For more information visit the Havasupai Tribe website. Click on each picture to see it full size. read comments (0) | write comment| views: 5127    | rated: 0.0    printer-friendly version   It seems like this spot at was made just for me. I bet that hole is an old abandoned mine. Let's go check it out! Lisa, you go first! Now it's Jean's turn. I hope there are no creepy things inside. Jean pokes her head out! Exploring an abandoned mine in bathing suits. It's spooky inside. Female explorers. Just follow the tracks. So many dark places to explore. In places like this, you feel so small. *Photo by Jean. A ray of light slices into the canyon. *Photo by Jean. Struck by the light. *Photo by Jean. Cherie and Lisa resting on a cool stone slab. *Photo by Jean. Cherie's shady chair, built by nature. *Photo by Jean. Keep away from the edge. Jean on video. Cherie in the lawn chair. Classic. Jean in front of Mooney Falls. What's going on here? In Havasupai, only the water rushes. Mooney Falls. A long way down. A long way up. Hanging over the edge. Time for a dip. Hiking between the shadows. *Photo by Jean. What's in here? *Photo by Jean. You call this a trail? *Photo by Jean. Exploring nature without a weed-whacker. *Photo by Lisa. Ready for a swim? *Photo by Jean. Please tell me these aren't the only bathrooms! (They aren't!) Lisa's morning shower. One last peek at Havasu Falls. *Photo by Jean. Jean and a good book. Cherie, Jean and Lisa say goodbye to Havasupai. Lisa. Jean. Ready to rumble? Lisa waves goodbye to Havasupai. Jean gallops away. Cherie, on the mule-ride out of the canyon. *Photo by Jean. Cooling off. Jean looks back. That smile is fake. Be certain that I am miserable in this photo. Through the red rock and red dust, Cherie and her mule emerge. *Photo by Jean. Cherie and Jean. Cherie, at the top. The 3 ladies and our Supai guide. Supai has the only mail in the US still carried by mules. I wonder if those packages are insured? Follow the advice on this Supai's cap: Relax. Local Supai women. Bathed in light. Anyone want a Ritz cracker? The elusive Supai smile.